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Faithless (by Kari)
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The ears are not satisfied with hearing
our eyes not content with sight
we are not fully clothed
until we have draped ourselves in righteousness
we play God with those things
that we know cannot destroy us
as we create this new world order
Dominus, deliver me from evil.
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